The Smile

by Cheshire's Riddles

This is just a story I will be writing for people who want to read my work. If you don't like the couple or the way I write the story you do not have to read it. But if you do, please review and tell me you do. Thank you and enjoy the story.

1. Kidnepped

Hey everyone!

Sorry I haven't written a Soul Eater story in a while.

But here is one that will be hopefully as good as 'This is why I Hate High School'

Please enjoy the prologue.

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He just wanted to help her, truthfully he did. He didn't want to hurt her. How could that thought even cross his mind? She was just in his arms just a few seconds ago, and now she was broken. She was always so strong. How could she break so easily in such soft caring hands? He had taken her from her home in that stupid city run by that useless Grim reaper. Going through her day like she knew there would be a tomorrow. She wasn't even happy with that ass of a weapon anyway. He would always make fun of her; it made him sick to watch. He had spied on her since his awakening. He saw how much she smiled around her friends but her joy wasn't there. Don't get him wrong he loved that smile of hers; it was the first thing he could ever remember himself loving. But the smile just seemed to radiate sadness, not the happiness it was suppose to. Of cores there was the argument that he didn't know the girl well enough to read her emotions fully and understand them they true way she was feeling, but he couldn't have cared less. He was the terrifying God of Madness, why should he care about anything people told him. He could do anything he wanted. Even the all powerful Grim reaper was scared of him. He was going to take that fake smile she wore and make it real, no matter what. He just couldn't help her from where she was living. That only meant she had to leave, but he knew that was probably not going to happen anytime soon. That left only one plan, kidnapping. He had of cores kidnapped many kids before; their souls were so innocent they gave the most power. He waited until she fell asleep after a long day's work, which meant she could be moved without waking up. Ever so slowly, he snuck into her room through the window she usually left open. The girl was lying there, with the purple cat on her stomach. This would have caused him some problems if he didn't have his scarves. They easily slipped under her body and gingerly moved of the sleeping girl, the cat never even moved its tail. He stood over the girl he was going to save, watching her sleep. The madness within him made it almost imposable for him to sleep. The dreams weren't all that bad, but after 800 years in a bag made of your own skin with nothing to do but sleep and think, he had enough of it. He then remembered that he would have to pack clothes for her, it would get boring seeing her in the same outfit every day. However, he made his scarves do it. He wanted to keep on watching the girl sleep, not to mention keep anything hidden in her dowers a secret. She would inevitably show them to him in time, but that time wasn't today. Gradually, he took the blankets off the sleeping girl in front of him and took her up in his arms. He wanted to really hold her, feeling her beating heart against his chest, feel her soul. She had a powerful soul indeed; and if it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to help this girl, he would have liked to eat it. "Soul," she whispered into his chest. This simple name, no. This simple word infuriated him. He weapon didn't care for her; he wasn't the one trying to help her smile. He was, the God of Madness was. Suppressing his anger for the stupid scythe blade, which he could have easily broken into, he tucked the girl closer to him. He extra cloth hands got a hold of the bags in which the girl's clothes were hidden away, before he left the way he had come. She didn't wake up or even moved as they were flying back to his hide away. No one would have ever known that he had been there. He looked at her face numerous times. She had on such a cute face when she slept. He leaned down close to her ear to whisper 6 little word to her. They most likely would not mean much to anybody else but he wanted to tell them to her. "Maka," he spoke quietly so he would not have woken her. "I will make you smile."

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SO what do you think.

I know it isn't as good as some of the other stories that have been written but I like it.

Thank you for reading, now please review. Once I get 5 I will write another chapter